Ziyuan Ancestor is dressed in black robes, and the rules of truth flow.

His entire body does not look like a living being, but rather like the incarnation of some kind of rule.

He stood outside the sky with a deep gaze.

I don't know how long it took, but a man in black robe appeared next to Zi Yuanzu.

This black robe exudes a powerful aura.

He is clearly a wise man.

Apart from the ancestors, this person is the first person in Ziyuantian and the only Xiaozhi in Ziyuantian.

The Yang God is hard to come out, and Zhili is in the sixth heaven. They are all absolute bosses.

People like the Ziyuan clan, who are born from blood, will also be trapped by blood.

This expenditure requires a great principle, and it will be very difficult for the Yang God to appear again.

On the contrary, people like the Moluo clan do not have great principles, and the number of ordinary Yang gods and the number of Supreme Yang gods exceeds that of Ziyuan Tian.

Therefore, like the Ziyuan clan, in order to expand, they often go out to find other blood branches and include those with talents.

One more Yang Shen is hard-won.

"Greetings to the ancestor, the blood robe has arrived at Ziyuan Heaven. I wonder if the ancestor can summon him?"

Ziyuantan saluted respectfully, not daring to look directly at the ancestor.

In his perception, the ancestor did not have a fixed body shape at all, but was an incarnation of the supreme principle.

Zi Yuanzu shook his head: "No."

Ziyuantan was not surprised when he heard this.

"What kind of treatment does he enjoy?" Ziyuantan asked.

At the same time, he was also judging in his mind what level the bloodline talent of the blood robe was at.

"Zi Yuantian...the first person under the Yang God." Zi Yuanzu said lightly.

"As ordered." Ziyuantan was not surprised.

The one who can attract the attention of the ancestor is at least a bloodline with the talent of wisdom.

The salary is higher than that of Ziyuan Daxue, which is normal.

"Here is a greeting gift, please give it to him."

The light turned and the black storage bag fell into the hands of Rosewood.

Ziyuantan took the storage bag and bowed respectfully.

Many thoughts flashed through my mind. Ziyuantian is a bit inactive now. I don’t blame the ancestor for being so concerned.

After all, the Purple Fate Genius is the only one who has perfect principles, and there are not many Yangshen.

Compared to other branches, it is much worse.

This also caused the ancestor to lose face.

"Give him the "Ancestral Blood Art" and tell him that if he reaches the seventh level of cultivation, he can come to see me and I will grant him a small wish."

"Okay." Ziyuantan nodded, not daring to speak loudly.

"Oh, by the way, what level have you reached in Black Sword's "Ancestral Blood Art"?"

"Reporting to my ancestor, the details are unknown, but the news that has been circulated in recent years is that it is at least... the ninth level."

When Zi Yuanzu heard this, his voice changed slightly: "The seventh level is too easy, wait until he reaches the ninth level before he comes to see me!"

Ziyuantan couldn't laugh or cry.

This ancestor still likes to compare.

The ninth level of "Ancestral Blood Art" is too difficult.

I'm afraid even the blood-robed Yang Shen won't be able to do it.

As for his daughter Ziyuan Daxue, she is now close to Yangshen and is only at the sixth level.

"Ancestral Blood Jue" is a very different skill. The speed of practice is only related to bloodline and understanding.

The connection with bloodline is ninety-nine, and the understanding is one.

When Heijian got the "Ancestral Blood Art", he reached the third level within half a month, which was amazing.

This is also the record for the fastest cultivation of "Ancestral Blood Art".

Not even the master of Ziyuan Ancestor can compare with him.

His master is the master of Black Sword, the elder of the nine elders of Black Demon Abyss.

…

"Everywhere in your Black Demon Abyss is pitch black and gray. Don't you look like a righteous cultivator?"

Qi Yuan glanced around.

The water flowing in this river is black.

The trees will also look gray, as if they are fake.

"Why do you still 'judge people by their appearance'? Aren't everyone equal?" Ziyuan Daxue countered with what Qi Yuan said.

Qi Yuan was stunned for a moment and was speechless.

Immediately, he sighed: "I didn't expect that the light of mankind is in the Black Demon Abyss, in you.

This is how everyone is truly equal!"

At this moment, the space fluctuated, and a man in black robe appeared.

He also has a horn on his head, but it doesn't make him look rough, but makes him look very elegant.

Qi Yuan's mind immediately tensed up.

There are many powerful people in this Purple Fate Heaven.

I had vaguely noticed the prying eyes of the two superpowers before.

Now, another Supreme Being appears.

When Ziyuan Daxue saw the person coming, her face showed excitement: "Dad, I brought back this blood robe!"

She waved her hands as if asking for credit.

Sister Niujiao's roughness and bohemianness disappeared, like a little girl asking for credit.

Ziyuantan showed a gentle smile: "What gift do you want this time?"

He is the Yang God in the Perfect Realm, so he can't see his daughter's little tricks, but he is just willing to do it.

"I want the Black Cloud Blood Cavalry!" Zi Yuan Daxue showed an excited expression. "I have always wanted to have my own Black Cloud Blood Cavalry when I was a child, so that I could travel around the world. It's so handsome!"

On the way here, Qi Yuan had heard Ziyuan Daxue talk about Black Cloud Blood Rider more than once.

This is a... vehicle.

Of the immortal cultivators.

Converted to Blue Star, well, motorcycle.

It fits the stereotype of Sister Niujiao in Qi Yuan's mind.

Of course, the Black Cloud Blood Rider is not just a motorcycle, it also has some space jumping functions.

Randomly.

It may be activated, but I don’t know where it will appear.

So, it's very exciting.

After all, the Sixth Heaven is so vast that not even the Yang God can explore it all.

"A few years ago, your cousin fell into a strange place while driving the Black Cloud Blood Cavalry and died."

"Do you want the Black Cloud Blood Cavalry?"

Sister Niujiao was shocked when she heard this.

There was some warmth in her heart.

"Dad, I shouldn't be willful."

"Why are you being willful? I think your cousin's Black Cloud Blood Cavalry is pretty good. Do you want it?"

Sister Niujiao blinked: "..."

Finally, she took a deep breath: "Yes!"

"However, you must remember your cousin's lesson!" Ziyuantan added.

"I know, I won't run around randomly!"
To be continued...